[Video] VI [Failed!Lock to Cross & Lavi]

[1mistress_nomaster]

[She's in the Church, only familiar thing really to her, and it's so very accidental, but she's just... staring listlessly at the alter, fingers fiddling with her device. Looking but not really seeing. It's meant to be private, but she's just not concentrating at all. Usually, she'd rather die then let people see weakness like this, but it's such an old fear and frustration that she hardly even stops to wipe away tears, let alone think. Not that she cried for much more then frustration most times, and certainly not since she lost the war with Mary of Guise.

This was frustration, and a great deal of fear too.

At the very least she's manages enough to make sure Lin can't see this, she refuses to give the woman that satisfaction most of all, and she wished she could slap her again. Nor does she even know how to ask this question, so she's just blunt about it.]

Tell me, when I return, if I ever leave this cursed, wretched place, am I to be executed? Is that why everyone remembers me so much? 

[it clicks off]

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[outsidehistory]

[He does successfully lock it so that she has that small comfort at least.]

You do not walk up to that platform, my lady, though you send others to it. You reach an old age before your natural death.

[beanstalk]

I'm going to assume you meant to send this to someone.

[Locking-Text]

[azrthmtrnznthos]

[Have a locked text, clearly from Raven.]

Elizabeth, this...went to everyone. You didn't lock it appropriately. I can show you how to lock your posts, if you want. In the meantime, here's a code.

[INsert basic code here for locking.]

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[chrysalis_ex]

Are you all right? [ Softly asks. ]

[counterintel]

Executed.

Have you done something to warrant it?

[offline]

[shunshinoshishi]

[ Shisui hadn't seen the message, having only just got back from Konoha a while ago. His eye has been looked into both by Itachi and by Yukio, and instead of wearing a bandage around it, he has it closed. Shisui has no idea that Elizabeth is in the church at all, and had only ventured out because he had been bored, and was looking for some place quiet to think.

But upon entering, he hears the distinct sound of sobbing echoing throughout the empty church, and his brows knit in a frown. It doesn't take long for him to recognize who it is, for who could mistake that elaborate dress?

Pushing his own personal concerns away, he pads over to the altar, doing his best to not startle her as he approaches from behind, then quietly takes his place beside her on the floor, sitting down cross-legged, about a distance of three feet between them.

He says nothing, but only observes her from where he is sat, as quiet as ever, letting her cry over whatever it is that bothered her.

...Eventually, he looks up at the altar and at the paintings over it, faded and peeling, crumbling in places. There are people sat around a large table, dining. Not just any people, he guesses, noticing the remnants of a halo behind one person, who is obviously supposed to be the center of focus. The man's face is half peeled away, yet there is a faint smile, though the eyes stare off into the distance, as if they carry a secret.

What is the significance? he wonders silently. What is the significance of a bunch of people sat around a dinner table? Oh, perhaps they are saints. But--

Shisui's eyebrows dip in a slight frown as he looks to Elizabeth once more, only to look back up at the men painted above the altar, accusing.

Why don't you look at her?

...Couldn't they see she was hurting? ]

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[and_above_all]

Hmm..

[Kiriko gives her a sympathetic look - but also of quiet confusion. He had thought she didn't want to know.]

Not that I know of, my lady.

But, I...

[He doesn't want to disturb her, but if she truly had changed her mind... He takes a deep breath.]

When I had asked the same question.. about the war.. I was told that we all come from different versions of history. In other people's worlds, my country may lose this war... but in mine, I may still win. I may still survive.

[He shuffles a bit. His voice is quiet, and one of true empathy.]

...So the future is still uncertain for the both of us. Don't believe you are fated for either outcome. ..Does that make sense?

Anonymous TEXT

[and_my_pickaxe]

[Lin can't find it in her heart to be sorry. Her rage properly fed, she just stares at the screen. ...Stupidly, she can't find the energy to be proud, either. There's only a sense of... adequacy. She's properly given her revenge. All that is left is a complete and utter lack of desire to deal with the other person, now that she's drawn blood.

The text is anonymous, but it is clear who sent it.]

Consider us even.